Neverwinter Forest with the young and rich

The tiny prince was taken from his perch and into the air suddenly and as he was moved he froze. His legs stiffened as he no longer felt the safety of having some sort of support underfoot. He suppressed a whine as she gently made his ascent for him and returned him to solid ground. Feeling stability in his life again, the boy tipped his tail and laid down. His grand adventure had surely put a toll on his and he felt the first hints of a nap creep upon him. His mother’s kind words didn’t help on the nap front. They lulled him as he felt himself growing sleepier by the moment. Yawning lightly, Rannoch scooted so that he was touching Cypress-- something that he made sure to do whenever he settled down-- and rested his head next to his brother’s forepaws, smiling as he fought the urge to sleep.